When he left the palace, Charles was both happy and worried, although the situation was as smooth as he expected, and His Majesty agreed to his request to go to the front line in Turkey and Crimea without much hesitation, but when he met him, he always felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This feeling did not come from the anger and jealousy that His Majesty, the other Foreign Secretary, was present at the reluctance and jealousy of His Majesty the Emperor when he reluctantly admitted that he could not leave Paris himself, and that Charles was indeed the only one who could go to the front to pay his respects.

Yes, maybe that's jealousy? I...... I'm afraid he'll make me jealous? Charles, who was sitting in the carriage home, suddenly had such a thought in his mind. In an instant he understood the source of the uncomfortable feeling in his heart, and then he became more and more like a pins and needles.

However, it is normal to think about it, a powerful king like him must have cared most about his prestige and glory, especially since he was also the nephew of Emperor Napoleon, and with his glory he returned to the throne. Although he now had to choose to stay in Paris and sit in the capital because of the actual situation, he must have a desperate desire to be able to emulate that incomparably dazzling genius and enjoy the reverent cheers of the soldiers on the battlefield.

What's more, in the current war, although the French Empire is fighting with the Russians, it is not so much the war between the Bonaparte family and the Russians as the Treville family has become the brightest star on the stage - Marshal Treville is now the commander of the French army on the Crimean front, and now that Marshal Raglan is dead, he can be said to be the most prestigious soldier in the entire coalition army, and he is in charge of the rear at home, and to some extent it is also determining the outcome of the war.

Yes, this war is a struggle between the three major European powers, and before you know it, the Tréville family is already deciding the outcome and course of this war, and to some extent, the Tréville family is already deciding the direction of world history.

In this case, even if His Majesty the Emperor is jealous, it is normal.

After all, I was so dazzling that an emperor like him had to be secretly jealous.

Hahahaha, he couldn't help laughing, fortunately he was in the sealed carriage with steel plates at this time, otherwise, I am afraid that passers-by will see the undignified appearance of His Excellency the minister.

He was not surprised, nor was he panicked, in the final analysis, as his power and influence grew, he himself knew in his heart that it was a matter of time before he was jealous or even jealous of His Majesty the Emperor, and even a few times before, he had already felt the other party's vigilance and secret suppression of him.

This is also something that cannot be helped, and now, he and His Majesty the Emperor are no longer political comrades at that time, they are now monarchs or political collaborators, and there is not much affection between the two people to talk about. In order for his ideas to be implemented, in order to avoid having to keep whispering to the emperor, he had to try his best to expand his power and influence, even if he was hated, he had to go on firmly.

He even vaguely felt in his heart that if this continued development, the two of them might really have a showdown in a less peaceful way and split one higher.

He didn't think it was ungrateful, after all, the two were just collaborators, and he had done so much to restore the Bonaparte family to the throne, even if he owed them any favors, he would have already repaid them.

With the sound of horses' hooves getting thinner and thinner, the carriage that had been speeding down the road finally stopped.

I've made up my mind, and no one can stop me. So, I'm sorry, Your Majesty, no matter what you think, I'm going to do everything I can to expand my own power, and if you have to stop me, if that day happens, let's have a good fight.

With an inexplicable sense of pleasure, Charles stepped out of the carriage in high spirits, and then looked up at his magnificent mansion as if he were watching the foundation he had built up bit by bit.

"Charles, it's back." When he returned to the mansion, his wife, Charlotte, welcomed him with joy. "Why did you come back so early today?"

Because he is responsible for the supply of war, Charles has often been patrolling or supervising various places recently, and he has only stayed at home a handful of times, so when he stays at home these days, Charlotte is especially considerate of him, and he is probably a newlywed.

"The meeting with His Majesty went more smoothly than expected, so I saved a lot of time." Charles smiled and hugged her and kissed her lightly on the cheek, "So there is nothing else on the agenda today, so I will simply come back and want to spend a little more time with you." ”

"What's going on here?" Charlotte's face flushed slightly, and she pretended to complain to him, but she was obviously overjoyed, "Well, since you came back so early, let's spend more time with the children before eating......"

"Great, that's what I thought." Charles kissed her on the cheek again.

Although they have been married for several years and have two children, in the eyes of the servants, Mr. and Mrs. are like a very loving couple, who are extremely close and even do not shy away from suspicion when they are at home; In the eyes of the world, this couple is both prosperous and happy, and can be said to be the most enviable family, and who can see the secrets hidden under the water from the flashy and gorgeous surface?

For Charlotte, it was all so satisfying, she got everything she wanted, no one around her could shine brighter than her, and she loved her husband as much as ever, and she had no idea what disaster she was facing.

While talking and laughing, the couple arrived at the playroom on the second floor dedicated to children, and as soon as they walked in, a child with short blond hair suddenly jumped over and hugged Charlotte's thigh.

"Mom!"

This child, of course, is his eldest son, Clovis.

At present, this three-year-old child can move around on his own at will, and he is as lively as all his peers, causing trouble everywhere, but because of the overly superior living environment and the pampering of his parents, he is better taken care of than his peers.

His skin was fair and smooth, and glowed with a healthy ruddy, and his turquoise pupils glowed like jewels, coupled with an innocent gaze, which was full of loveliness carved in pink.

"Be quiet! Jumping around is not a good thing! Charlotte shouted angrily, and then slapped her son's head hard, but of course it was only in vain, "Okay, say hello to Daddy." ”

"Daddy!" The child pulled his head and turned obediently to look at Charles and screamed, obviously not as enthusiastic as he had just seen his mother.

Although the son was obviously not as kind to himself as his mother, Charles was not too much of himself, after all, he was so lovely that he was enough to satisfy the vanity of being a parent.

Charles reached out mischievously and pressed his son's head as if he were about to press him down like that.

Although Clovis didn't understand his father's intentions, he regarded this as a fun game and resisted his hand hard, and Charles didn't even press him down at the first time.

"Boy, you have a bit of strength!" Seeing his son blushing with his strength, Charles couldn't help but exclaim, and then simply increased his strength.

The weak child could not resist such force, and he let out a small scream, and then crouched on the ground.

"What are you doing!" Charlotte exclaimed, raising her hand to stop Charles.

"Don't be so nervous, I'm just playing with the kids." Charles laughed, then crouched directly on the ground and looked at Clovis, "Does it hurt, little one?" ”

"It doesn't hurt!" Clovis shook his head, looking at him as if in a challenging manner.

"Well, there's a point." Charles gave a thumbs up, then reached out and grabbed his son's feet.

Then, under Charlotte's stunned gaze, he directly lifted his son upside down.

Although Clovis struggled, he certainly couldn't resist his father's strength, so he was soon lifted upside down in the air, and Charles deliberately kept him at a special height, just enough for him to hold his hands on the carpet.

In this way, the little child stood upside down in front of his parents, his hands on the ground, revealing a strange posture.

And Charles hasn't played enough, so he just walks backwards step by step, forcing his son to follow with his hands as well.

Charlotte was angry at Charles's actions at first, but after seeing the father and son like this, and making sure that her son was okay, she couldn't help laughing. "Hey, be careful, I'll kill you if he gets hurt!"

"You women are just timid, you can't take care of children like you." Charles smiled as he walked, "I'm going to help this kid stretch his muscles." Look, isn't he happy? ”

As he said, Clovis was flustered at first, but then he felt very curious, and laughed happily as he walked with his hands.

Although there are many people who usually take care of him, they are generally women, who simply refuse to let the child out of sight, and they are all afraid that something will happen to him, and no one has ever dared to treat him in this way, which of course makes him feel very novel.

In this way, the father and son hugged each other and played games, and the mother watched worriedly and scolded them, and the family was so happy that it was almost two years like other happy families, which have always been so similar.

However, when the father and son walked to a corner deep in the room, in the middle of a pile of toys, Charles suddenly spotted a short figure, and he couldn't help but stop.

The black-haired, purple-eyed child, about a year old, was already able to move around on his own, but now, he was next to a toy castle made of stacks of bricks, as if he was studying the structure, and his expression was so strange that Charles couldn't help but stop.

It's not that he's not pretty, in fact he's as polished as Clovis, but his whole aura is very different from everyone else, and when he hears a voice and looks at Charles, Charles even feels like he's being scrutinized by this one-year-old child.

The sight in the purple pupils is really difficult to get used to.

The originally happy family atmosphere was cold for a moment.

This child, unusual.

The thought came to Charles' mind again.

After a moment of confusion, Charles calmed down a little, let go of his hand, carefully let Clovis fall to the ground, and then beckoned to the child, "Come, let Daddy give me a hug!" ”

LeRouche still looked at him as if he didn't understand him.

"Lerouche!" Charlotte walked over in a little anxious, then hugged her little son and hugged him in front of Charles, "Quick, call Daddy!" ”

Lelouch in his arms was getting closer and closer to him, but Charles was not happy.

"Dad...... Father. He shouted in a low voice.

"Hmm." Charles replied calmly, then reached out and patted him on the face, not the same attitude as he did towards his eldest son.

"LeRouche is more recognizable, he rarely greets people, and besides, he is still too young to say a few words." Charlotte explained in a low voice next to her husband, "Besides, it's not like you're running outside every day and you're so alienated from the kids. ”

"Charlotte......" Charles wanted to say.

"He's smart, really, unexpectedly smart." Charlotte interrupted him and continued, "If, when he grows up, he will definitely be able to assist his eldest brother well and carry forward our family business." So, Shire...... Be nice to him......"

"Say no more, Charlotte!" Charles was a little impatient, "I know. ”

He understood that Charlotte was afraid that he would not like his youngest son, so he tried to say good things about him.

Why bother? Either way, it's our children.

"I'm going to get along with you for a while today, little bastards." He smiled.

As he spoke, he picked up the two children, then led them to a small bookshelf and a globe, and then picked up an enlightenment book with various drawings and read it.

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It wasn't until dinner that the Charles and their children left the playroom and headed into the dining room.

"Pack your bags for me, Charlotte." As soon as he sat down, with a sense of guilt, Charles finally spoke up about it.

"What? Going out again? Charlotte frowned, obviously a little unhappy that her husband was leaving the house so soon. Where are you going? ”

"To the Crimea." Charles replied in a low voice.

"Huh?" Charlotte was so shocked that she suspected she had misheard.

"That's right, it's the hell place." Charles shrugged his shoulders and told her what had happened.

“…… Is it only you who can go? Can you let someone else go? After listening to what Charles said, Charlotte finally understood, but of course she was still a little entangled.

Of course, at the moment, because of the bloody battles that have been hyped up by the newspapers, the Crimean peninsula has become a place for people to talk about, and when she hears that her husband is going there, even if it is not to fight, Charlotte will naturally feel very worried, and Crimea is thousands of miles away from France, and it may take at least a few months to go.

"I'm the best person to go there." Charles smiled wryly, then replied, "Besides, I really need to go there. ”

"Well, if that's the case, then you go for it." Charlotte sullenly said, "I'll take care of the house, you don't have to worry." ”

Charles looked at his wife in some surprise, he didn't expect her to be so talkative.

"Under such circumstances, how can I hinder you from doing great things?" Charlotte also smiled bitterly, "This is your career, you can do it if you think it's appropriate." I just hope that you can remember us a little more, don't run around, don't get into trouble...... Otherwise I'll go crazy. ”

After a pause, she added, "Remember to say hello to my grandfather for me, I'm really ...... I really miss him. ”

Because of Lerouche's relationship, Marshal Tréville was very angry with Charlotte, and the relationship between the two almost reached a freezing point, Charlotte of course wanted to recover, but she didn't know how to start, and she couldn't restore the relationship with the marshal who was thousands of miles away.

"Well, I will." Charles nodded solemnly.

The originally cheerful atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became heavy.

"Let's talk about something cheerful." Perhaps trying to make the atmosphere better again, Charlotte looked up with a smile and changed the subject, "Recently, I found a good marriage partner for Philip......

Charles's heart sank suddenly.